At a well known finishing boarding school for young ladies, which I attended for six years, My mind was schooled, polished, and instilled with ideas, ...hile my body was exercised, scrutinized, punished and taught to please, and both mind and body were brought together and sexually abused for the sheer pleasure of men three to four times our average age.As individuals, we never took anything personally, as all the girls got the same treatment, just being nude in a room full of men, was enough to. I did not spend much time with my father and sort of felt I never actually knew him other than as some guy that would show up every few months, annoy mom, go off to a farm and come back smelling like pig shit. But on the few trips he took me out to the farms (estates) I was overwhelmed by the grand houses, pools, paver patios and barbecue pits, outdoor wet bars and the multitude of automobiles in the big garages. And the beautiful a****ls. These were not run of the mill farm a****ls but award. Tell them why you all wanted the collar and how Yvette and Lauren are an autonomous subset of the family, pledged to one another before being thrust into our family." Use no mental persuasion whatsoever. Explain, answer questions, involving no psychic cross talk please, no mind control. They can be a subset also, but must dedicate themselves to our common goals. I'm not trying to talk them out of it and would be disappointed if even one of the girls opted out of the pledge, but somehow it seems. ..rrrright! Steve, get a grip!' I know, if Itasted milk and honey, it would be hard to go back to water and rottenbread. But still I dream almost every night how I would embracefeminity, if it happens to knock on my door and if just for one day.Never mind! So I usually sit with the girls - if they let me - andsecretly admire how they are dressed and how their clothes fit andaccent their bodies developing into women. I long for their beautifulslim legs, their rounding hips and their budding.